Kason’s timely arrival, however, threw off Norah’s plans.
Had he been delayed, Kathy would have ended up in tears from Norah’s scolding.
Norah sighed, frustrated by her recent string of encounters with Derek and his group.
At the grand entrance of the club, Norah, Joanna, Kason, and Sean turned heads. Their attractiveness captured the attention of many around them.
Supporting Joanna, Norah courteously addressed Kason and Sean. “There’s no need for you to go out of your way. I will personally take Joanna home. Our ride is here, and you can enjoy the rest of your evening.”
Norah always preferred to stand on her own two feet. However, had Sean not been present, she might have accepted a ride from Kason.
Trailing behind Norah, Joanna chuckled and said, “I don’t want to impose. I’ll head back with Norah. Until we meet again.”
Perhaps the alcohol made Joanna less daunted by the presence of such influential figures as Kason and Sean.
Sean interrupted, “We’re all heading the same way. It’s no bother at all. Mr. Hayes, you don’t need to go out of your way. Let me take both ladies home.”
Kason wanted to object, but seeing Sean’s firm stance, he agreed. “If that’s the case, Mr. Scott. I’ll be on my way. Norah, see you next time.”
He gave Norah a nod and departed the Glamour Club, flanked by his security team.
“Please, after you,” Sean extended the invitation gracefully, leaving Norah with no option but to comply.
Norah politely responded, “Thank you, Mr. Scott.”
Sean dropped Joanna off at the Andrews Villa before heading toward Dreamview Villas. The car grew silent without Joanna’s presence.
After a brief pause, Norah asked, “Mr. Scott, what brought you to the Glamour Club?”
It dawned on Norah that their paths had crossed right at the Glamour Club’s entrance, indicating Sean hadn’t even stepped inside the club before he decided to drive her and Joanna home.
A fleeting look of surprise crossed Sean’s face, but he quickly regained his composure. “I intended to grab a drink at the Glamour Club but ended up running into you.”
“And do you still plan on getting that drink?” Norah inquired.
“Drinks can wait. Not every day I bump into you,” Sean said, gazing out the window, seemingly indifferent.
Sitting in the backseat, Norah asked, “Mr. Scott, is there something you want to discuss with me?”
Norah had pieced together that Sean’s encounter with her was no coincidence.
Phillip, who was at the wheel, almost choked upon hearing this. He couldn’t grasp what was going through Norah’s mind. He believed Sean had made his intentions quite clear.
Seeing the puzzled look on Norah’s face, Sean couldn’t help but smile. “Yes, there is something.”
“Mr. Scott, if you need to talk, you could have Mr. Dixon send a message.”
“You didn’t have to come in person,” Norah said, fiddling with her fingers, thinking it best to keep her distance from Sean.
“It’s alright.” Sean’s eyes dropped, and his eyelashes cast soft shadows over his striking features. “Norah, I’ve mentioned before, you can always turn to me if you need anything.”
After a pause, Sean asked, “Do you need my assistance regarding Derek’s unwillingness to divorce?”
The car was dimly lit in the late evening, with the light from street lamps casting long shadows inside. Norah sensed Sean’s earnest look.
“There’s no need for that, Mr. Scott. It’s not a major issue,” Norah calmly responded.
“You’re always this formal, Norah?” Sean’s voice was deep, and Norah felt the electric current of his words, making her shiver slightly. “Do you feel like I’m begging to help you?”
Norah did feel that way.
“Mr. Scott, you’re making light of it. I do not enjoy imposing on others or being in someone’s debt,” Norah said frankly. “If I were indebted to you, I’d find it hard to repay.”
“Mr. Scott, perhaps you don’t understand, but I generally don’t seek help from others. I prefer to handle things on my own and avoid bothering people.” Due to her past experiences when she was young, Norah was wary of accumulating debts she couldn’t repay. Take Derek’s life-saving favor, for example. She had devoted two whole years to taking care of Derek, who was in a coma after the car accident.
With Derek back on his feet, safe and sound, Norah finally felt she had settled that debt. Sean hadn’t realized this was her concern.
He suddenly grasped why she was so hesitant to accept his assistance. “But these are minor issues. You wouldn’t need to repay me, and you won’t owe me anything.” Sean locked eyes with Norah and challenged, “Do you keep track of how many times Joanna has driven you home or tally up the expenses she’s incurred on your behalf?”
“The situation with Joanna is different,” Norah countered. “Joanna is my friend.”
“I was under the impression that I was your friend too.”
Norah recalled the last occasion when Sean had offered her a lift and his timely assistance when she was caught in the rain at the bus stop. At that time, she had thought it would be lovely if she and Sean could be friends. Given their recent interactions, she acknowledged that they could indeed be considered friends.
“There are differences between friends,” Norah explained. “Mr. Scott, surely you grasp this concept. There are countless things I can share with Joanna that aren’t feasible with you.”
“Does that include something as simple as giving you a lift home?”
“Unless it’s absolutely necessary, I’d rather not impose on anyone for a ride home.”
Having spent time with Norah, Sean had concluded that he wasn’t the heartless character the rumors made him out to be. He found her quite kind, and thus, Norah felt comfortable being open with him.
Sean chuckled. “Norah, you really know how to separate your professional life from your personal one. Nevertheless, if I see you, I’ll still offer you a ride home. It’s no big deal to drive a friend home.”
Sean wasn’t taking Norah’s hesitation seriously. Feeling somewhat defeated, Norah hadn’t anticipated that Sean would focus solely on their friendship and overlook her concerns.
Norah had assumed their paths crossed mainly through racing events and the medical treatment she provided to his family members. She figured once her medical duties with his family were done, their interactions might dwindle. So, she conceded, “Alright, understood.”
Norah reassured herself, thinking it wasn’t a bad idea to accept a ride from someone willing to offer. “By the way, do you have time to drop by?”
“Your work doesn’t include weekends, does it?” Norah asked.
Sean replied ambiguously, “My business is closed on weekends.”
After starting her workdays at the hospital, Norah valued the rarity of having weekends off. Her hospital employed a rotating single-day-off system, assigning days off monthly. This month, her day off was Saturday.
Considering they lived in the same community and wouldn’t have to worry about traffic delays, Norah suggested, “I can make it by ten in the evening.”
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.